To ask if anything genuinely unexplainable and spooky has happened to you?

[crochetmonkey74]

I'll start. As a young teenager I wrote to a celebrity and received a signed photo with my name and a personalised specific message on. It was on my bedroom wall for years I went to uni and left it behind. While I was at uni, my mum remarried and moved house. I was not involved in the packing and moving . My things all went into boxes into the loft of the new house.
Fast forward to about 3 years ago (27 years after the house was packed up) I am unloading my laundry basket (recent purchase from dunelm) there's a cardboard stiffener at the bottom that comes away and under there is my photo. Not a photo, but the exact one. I was so baffled and a bit scared I actually cried. In the 27 years I have lived in 7 different homes, all small so I have regularly had to streamline my things. I know what I own. There was literally no way it could have been there. I'd never stored anything in the laundry basket other than laundry. It genuinely still baffles me. Anyone else had a similar experience?

Many many things.

One of the most unnerving though was the lampshade I’d just replaced. I’d had to unscrew the bulb and bulb holder to fit it so I know it was held firmly in place.

I turned and walked downstairs. I’d just reached the bottom and was about to leave the dining hall when it was literally flung down the stairs shattering in the process. It just missed me.

The bulb holder was still screwed tight and the bulb still in place.

On my way to visit my sister I was passing through Waterloo Station. Very busy concourse. I half-noticed a young man in full army uniform. Took another look because the uniform wasn’t modern, more WW1-like. Walked close by and he appeared to be a very solid presence. My first thought was that some TV show or movie was being filmed. Took a few more steps then looked back and around. No sign of him at all. Could be something or nothing but I felt a little perplexed, and I’m a cynic at heart.

@crochetmonkey74 My money is on the fact you had a popularish name of the time, and said celebrity wrote /printed hundreds of the same message on each photo and there are in fact thousands about.

My DF died a couple of years ago and after the funeral I took his car back home with me to the other end of the country, 200-odd miles south. DF's car became our family runabout, radio retuned to our own favourites, etc. On his birthday last year, I was thinking emotionally about DF as I left the gym, and when I turned the ignition in the car, the radio came on but tuned to his old local BBC Radio station. I heard the local jingle. I don't know how: it's an old FM radio, not DAB. As I drove away, the reception faded out, and my own local station came on.

Maybe a glitch in the car radio programming but I like to think it was DF hearing my grief but also reminding me of my northern roots...

I’ve had a few but the morning I was in labour with no2 back in 1998

we’d got to the hospital and into the labour ward

for context,I’d had a normal,straightforward but very painful labour with no1 and couldn’t bear the thought of it happening again

i also had quinsy this time around-just what ever woman needs while in labour

anyway,I’m about half hour into labour-everything’s going as well as it could go and I suddenly felt my soul leave my body and I’m floating near the ceiling (I could feel my arse touching it) watching myself

I’m floating away above myself,no pain at all but I could tell my body was feeling pain but not my soul so I wasn’t feeling anything

im watching the midwives dealing with me and could hear everything-but I couldn’t talk to them

I saw my body get ready to push and my soul was sucked back into my body,I pushed (feeling him coming out) and I had a healthy boy who had pood,and breathed it in

i saw the nurse suck it out but I was looking with another set of eyes (I know that doesn’t make sense-it was like I was standing to the side but I was watching with my own eyes) and he screamed blue murder-to which I felt a ‘snap’ and I was ‘whole’ again

ive never been able to explain it nor have I experienced anything like that again

I collect Occult books. I opened a particularly old book one day and it emitted a loud whooshing sound 😳
I've also found said books have extricated themselves from the bookshelves

I was driving down a rural lane close to my house that is quite steep with a sharp turn at the end; travelled down it almost daily and usually confidently without thinking took the bend at c.30-40mph.

One time I was driving down the hill, no one else on road when I suddenly had an image of a motorbike misjudging the corner coming from the other way, so I slowed right down as I approached and was barely moving (under 5mph) as I just had this sense.

Suddenly it played out - bike came round corner and the rider lost control on the bend and both rider & bike fell and skidded up the hill toward me and went straight up to and tucked under my front wheels which by now weren’t moving as I was able to stop immediately as I’d already slowed to a crawl instinctively about a minute or so prior. (& I had music on and windows up so wasn’t hearing it approach)

As it happened everyone was undamaged, including bike and car. If I’d been going anything over the very slow walking pace crawl, he’d definitely be under the car. Still gives me shivers thinking about it, even writing this out!

Quite a lot of woo stuff happens to me though.

Oh, I just remembered something else. A few months ago, there was a similar thread to this one and as I was reading it, some water splashed onto my feet while I was In the living room. However, there wasn’t any water near me and nothing coming from the ceiling. I wiped it off with my fingers and it was definitely water. Weirdly, there were a few other posters who had stories of random water drips as well…

When I was at senior school I was at a friends house and her family (Mum, Dad, little sister) had gone out to do the food shop. We were upstairs in friends room. We heard them come home, front door opening, parents chatting, little sister laughing and running around and them carrying the shopping in. We decided to go downstairs to see if they'd bought any good snacks, got down there and house was empty. Their car was still gone, they hadn't come back. Really freaked us out, we went out and only came back when we knew they were definitely home!

We call this the Water Ghost in our house

Whilst I really enjoy these stories, some just baffles me. Like this one:

However, for the next week or so, whenever I watched the ad my tv switched itself off at the exact same point every time! Needless to say, I never went to see that film!

@SunshineLollipopsAndRainbows why would you never go and see the film?

If it happened in 2016 it could have been one of these ‘ghost soldiers’ who appeared in locations (inc. Waterloo) all over the UK to commemorate the first day of the Somme.

www.theguardian.com/stage/2016/jul/01/wearehere-battle-somme-tribute-acted-out-across-britain

Lots of unexplained things. One that springs to mind (I have told before)... toddler son used to sleep in cot bed under a duvet with a blanket on top. One night I went to check on him as it often fell off. The duvet had fallen off, but the blanket that had been on top, was on him and tucked in. Not into the mattress, but as if someone had slid their hands under him to tuck it around him. Husband and older (4 yrs) son both looked at me blankly when I asked them and I know I hadn't done it!

I had a strange time slip at Uni.
It was Pre mobiles and I didn’t wear a watch so I set off 30 minutes before my lecture to walk the 20 minutes to the venue (using my wall clock)
When I arrived nobody was waiting outside which was a bit odd so I waited a bit longer but then though I heard a voice from inside. I opened the door a bit and saw the lecture had started - I was confused so went in and sat down but it was just finishing. I assumed my clock was wrong but when I got back to my room it wasn’t, I checked the time with a few people and my clock was correct.
So basically a 20 minute walk I did weekly took 1 hour and 20 minutes on this occasional despite the fact that I just went straight there
No idea how

Did that experience change you or the way you think in anyway… what did you learn from it?

My son looked out of his bedroom window late one night and saw his brother standing outside in the garden staring into the distance. Went to check his brother's bedroom and he was fast asleep in bed.

ChiefWiggumsBoy I saw what happened as some sort of sign that I wasn’t meant to watch the film. I don’t much like that type of movie anyway.

@MissHavishamsMouldyOldCake good shout, but this would have been 1988/89.

A couple of years ago my young son scribbled all over his small white table top with green sharpie. My partner and I tried everything to get it off and nothing helped. One morning I went downstairs to see it was spotless, not even a faint mark where the pen had been, my partner then asked how on earth I managed to clean it!! Neither of us did. It would be impossible anyway. But why would someone or something clean the table top
snd leave the rest of our house a tip, it doesn’t make sense. One day a few months later I noticed someone had used chalk or a stone to write “ghosts live here” on the side of our house

I used to have quite a lot of spooky things happen to me when I was a child and just accepted them. As I got older and more sceptical I kind of explained them all away or thought my brain was playing tricks on me- like the time I saw the tree in the playground fall just before it did and was able to explain it as it being obvious that it was about to rather than it being a premonition.

One that I remember well was being on holiday and getting out of the car and my parents trying to figure out which way we needed to go from the car park. I was able to give them very detailed directions and see the town clearly in my mind. As we walked along everything was just as I’d pictured it and I remember just feeling really at home. My parents asked how much further it was and I said we just turn right here then we’re at the little dam and then it’s just past there isn’t it? We got to the dam and they looked at each other and asked me how I’d known that as we had never been there before. What makes it even weirder is I generally have a really bad sense of direction and have no clue where I am!

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I have one of these!

I used to work at a services off a motorway. From my village to the services was six miles, along a short section of minor road to the junction on. Once I got on the road, the next junction was where my work was (and the same in reverse) The longest it ever took me one was was 40 mins, and that was in horrific weather.

I left work at 2pm. I remember the time because I'd got out a bit early and had rang my partner to ask if he wanted to take the dog to the beach. It was 7pm by the time I got home and my partner had been totally freaking out. He'd tried to call me but the calls were going to voicemail, had rang work who knew him and confirmed when I left. From his point of view I'd just vanished for five hours. He was on the phone with the police when I arrived home.

The really spooky bit is that it felt like a perfectly normal drive to me. Left the car park at work, drove back at a normal speed, got home. I had a new CD and can remember skipping a song back to listen to again.

It's not even like I could have stopped somewhere and fallen asleep because I'd have been in a live lane and it would have caused an accident. Hadn't missed the junction home or anything, just a trip that should have taken 30 mins or so took five hours.

That still creeps me out!

(And weirdly, something similar happened again driving home from a trip to Edinburgh with my sister.

We left midday and it took us hours to get back to Hartlepool despite there being no delays or anything unusual happening. We did stop off for a wee break but literally nipped into a McDonald's, grabbed a coffee and got back in the car. It was 12:30 or so when we left the city and nearly 8pm by the time we got home. Should have taken around three hours for a clear run which is what it felt like we had!)

Has anyone here ever experienced the hum? It’s a phenomenon that’s been covered in the media, even in more serious newspapers like the FT. Basically, people around the world have heard a loud humming noise and tried to find the source but cannot. When I was living in my previous house (in north Surrey one) evening I was the only adult at home with two kids and I could hear a humming sound like a plane coming in to land. Totally normal as we lived below a flight path. Only the sound didn’t get louder or quieter or go away at all for ages. I went outside and it was louder but kept steady. I had to put the kids to sleep and an hour or so later it was gone. Never heard it again and no idea what it was.

Really interesting reading the time ones; another weird experience was when I had over two hours to kill in town before a class, so thought I’d do some clothes browsing then get some food and mosey up… went into the first shop and quickly selected and tried on literally 3 items in the changing room then when I came out (in my mind c.10-15mins later) I was late for the class.

And I was used to trying on vast swathes of clothes at ultra fast speed as a “power-shopper” at the time, so wasn’t just faffing or slow!!

This is fascinating. There’s a few threads in the woo section about time slips (from a few years ago but easy to find as there aren’t many threads in that section) and it seems quite a few mumsnetters have experienced this. I want to learn more about it, I would absolutely love to go back in time.

I've had a few weird things happen:

I saw my mum, clear as day (and it was a bright summers day), standing outside our house and pointing at the trees that lined our driveway (sounds posher than it was), only, she vanished and confirmed later when she actually got home that she hadn't been home earlier that day.

I both saw and heard a small (about 4ft tall), bipedal creature run and hide under our dining room table when I got up for a drink in the early hours. I was not sleep walking or dreaming. I know this because I noped out of there very quickly and left every light burning on my way back upstairs and my mum yelled at me in the morning for all the lights being on.

I watched a man walk up my front garden path and past my living room window. I had a clear line of sight on him at the front door. I waited for the knock on the door and it didn't come, opened the door, could still see the outline of the man through the frosted glass. As soon as the door opened fully he wasn't there. Nothing out of the ordinary about him, just figured he was a chugger or something.

Ditto I saw an old lady sitting in the passenger seat of my car. As soon as the door opened she just ... wasn't there anymore.

Funnily enough, I don't particularly believe in ghosts!